Pictures On My Wall Lyrics - Zero Heroes - Xv

(Intro) 

I can't breath in this space that's filled with your sound 

Can't call a spade, a spade in this town 

Dug a hole that I can't get out 

I can't figure, I can't figure it out, out, out 

(Verse 1 XV) 

It was a pin up, the magazines would print up 

That made me pick that pen up, that kept a niggas chin up 

That turned losers to winner, in that minute we would give up 

Couldn't die down the expectations they thought we'd live up 

It was everything, most parents hate it 

Niggas with dreams, wearing bling, screaming that they made it 

New York rapper said 'son', West Coast niggas said 'cuz', 

Mid-West dude said 'fam', Damn no wonder I related 

Related to my grandmother that bought me comics 

To be honest, it ain't bother her as much as momma 

Drama expected, like the nomination of Obama 

Kept me in my room, hiding out like Osama, Step father didn't dig it, 

They were shoveling dreams to an underage teen whose real father couldn't visit 

So I put on those headphones and just listened 

As the murals on my wall turned to kingdom from a prison 

I hear them singing 

(Chorus) 

Keep your head up high 

Keep mine deep in the ground 

Hide away the love that I found, 

It's a world that I can't get out 

I can't figure it, I can't figure it out 

(Hanging Pictures on my wall) 

(Hanging Pictures on my wall) 

(Hanging Pictures on my wall) 

Always on my mind (Hanging Pictures on my wall) 

I can't figure it out (Hanging Pictures on my wall) 

Always on mind (Hanging Pictures on my wall) 

I can't figure it out (Hanging Pictures on my wall) 

(Verse 2 XV) 

I know it's crazy to think my pictures talked 

And we created a rocket, I got in and lifted off 

Well maybe the ladder was kind of gone 

And the formal was kind of wrong 

So all I have is these song and posters up on my wall 

Sometimes I took them to school to feel cool 

Couldn't bring the CD, the case was a jewel 

And I refused to burn money, I'm saving green in my room 

You walk in and think it was FernGully 

And beef wasn't allowed, Pac was next to Biggie, and Dre was next Eazy 

The idea was profound, 

I turned the music loud and put on my own recital 

In a room full of my idols, made me less suicidal 

Traded pencil sharpening for urban marketing 

Lawyer, doctor, went from street scholaring, 

White collar from Police collarin', mom and pops hollarin' 

But I just tune it out, the tune is loud as I begin and says 

(Chorus) 

Keep your head up high 

Keep mine deep in the ground 

Hide away the love that I found, 

It's a world that I can't get out 

I can't figure it, I can't figure it out 

(Hanging Pictures on my wall) 

(Hanging Pictures on my wall) 

(Hanging Pictures on my wall) 

Always on my mind (Hanging Pictures on my wall) 

I can't figure it out (Hanging Pictures on my wall) 

Always on mind (Hanging Pictures on my wall) 

I can't figure it out (Hanging Pictures on my wall) 

(Verse 3 XV) 

Knocks on my door came from the same fist that just knocked me to the floor 

Punched me in the chest and then clocked me in the jaw 

'Whats wrong with Dad! I haven't done a thing in school that was this bad!' 

His ass doesn't care, trying to fight back but it doesn't fair 

Why my mom let this nigga come in here 

She begins to come to tears, I'm screaming 'it's all your fault!' 

He says what's this bullshit up on your wall 

As I look up at the ceiling, too weak to respond 

With these poses of mere mortals that singing like gods 

Trying to stand up to my feet and just even the odds 

But he just knocks me back down and screams at my mom 

He starts seeing a bond between me and these pictures 

He says 'look at these niggas, what are they? Father figures?' 

Now it's hard to ignore that all I live for is now balled up on the floor 

And its 

(Outro) 

Always on my mind (Hanging Pictures on my wall) 

I can't figure it out (Hanging Pictures on my wall) 

Always on mind (Hanging Pictures on my wall) 

I can't figure it out (Hanging Pictures on my wall) 

I can't breathe in this space that's filled with your sound 

Can't call a spade, a spade in this town 

Dug a hole that I can't get out 

I can't figure, I can't figure this out, out, out